Let it Go, You Can't Solve it All Tonight - oil painting - 30 x 40

Description:

A figurative original oil painting in rich moody colours in which a woman is facing away from a grouping of figures behind her, head down and moving away from them. 

Many paintings develop as I paint them. I usually start with a figure, and the composition and meaning evolve as ideas form and imagery calls to me. This piece- Let it Go- came to me on a daily walk- I saw the full image, I knew what it meant and I knew what it was called. And, by God’s grace, the final piece is true to that vision. 

This painting is about the choice to set burdens down- to let time take care of mental strain. Rumination, nightly worry, the urgent need to solve problems immediately, anxious thoughts, care and concern turned to stress, endless asks and requests and demands from others, even good things, the things we love and need and feel deeply….this piece is about setting it down, letting it be, and walking away from it, temporarily. I often hold on to thoughts in a vain attempt to ‘solve’ the issue, and I need to gently allow myself to disengage and rest my mind and heart, letting it go, and accepting the unfinished business, whatever it is. I wanted to refer to the darker sides of being a mid-life woman, the fatigue, the indecision, the anxiety, the cluttered mind, the confusion, over thinking, endless questioning, rage and the burdens yoked to an often very complex role of caregiving.

It also, more subtly refers to the process of disengaging from relationships, especially the child-parent relationship which has to include separation. This can be painful and grief-filled, but is healthy. even when it’s difficult. Shit aint easy. 

I wrote all night

Like the fire of my words could burn a hole up to heaven

I don't write all night burning holes up to heaven, no more

I stood out in the rain

Like the rain might come and wash my eyes clean

I don't stand out in the rain to have my eyes washed clean, no more

"C'est la vie, " she say

But I don't know what she means

I say, "Love, easy, hey, come to me"

"C'est la vie, " she say

But I don't know what that means

I say, "Alright, well, c'est la vie"

I stood out in the night, in an empty field, and I called your name

I don't stand out all night in empty fields

And call your name no more

I waited for days for your voice to answer to me

I don't wait up for days for your voice to answer to me no more

Phosphorescent, C'est la vie

Medium - oil on canvas

Size - 30 x 40"

Year - 2025

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